I came into this world without a single idea
That if you wanna get to the top then you better learn how to steal
When everything is mine do I really need apostrophe?
You better learn how to raise your hand if you wanna come here and talk to me
I rock a bus pass cause you know that talk is cheap
Can’t make a living dropping shit just like colostomy
Plus these bitches ain’t King Koopa boss of me
This shit is crunchy, like socks and Birkenstocks to me
Upset your neighbors when the music makes you stomp your feet
Upset the dead when we’re in the graveyard dropping beats
Crack your head when we take you out and rock the street
Now everybody go ahead and sing along with me
We are the same old Boulder motherfuckers
If our shit’s so bad, why’s your sister trying to fuck us?
You’ll be at the same job while the aliens abduct us
Saying, “look at these badass stupid motherfuckers”
Wrapped in a Navajo poncho
With a beard soaked in patchouli to drip into your nachos
I can get your blood boiling like Al Pacino
Cause I’ll be the one rapping in your ear while you’re waiting for your Frappuccino
Yeah, I get the crowd high like every word’s a kilo
While Nat gets radiation, making beats just like it’s chemo
We glow like mutant ooze that turns us into ninjas
It goes three drinks, peace out – just the middle fingers
We are the same old Boulder motherfuckers
If our shit’s so bad, why’s your sister trying to fuck us?
You’ll be at the same job while the aliens abduct us
Saying, “look at these badass stupid motherfuckers”
Captain, two specimens, both native and foreign
Belonging to their cultures, yet answering to no one
Both tall and exceedingly handsome
If I had to guess, I’d say they were wealthy and then some
We are the same old Boulder motherfuckers
If our shit’s so bad, why’s your sister trying to fuck us?
You’ll be at the same job while the aliens abduct us
Saying, “look at these badass stupid motherfuckers”
compositores: NATHANIEL MOTTE, SEAN FOREMAN
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